Enough is as good as a feast
As ambitious as I tend to be, I think this might be my most important principle that I live by. Cady Heron was right, the limit does not exist, that is why you have to create one. And limit might not be the right word. Maybe it's a metric. Something to measure with. Something to help us realize just how happy we could and should already be. Culturally it’s hard to part ways with this concept. I’m used to more being…more. But as things begin to change economically for a lot of us (lay offs are real y’all) I am holding on tight to this mantra. I’ve had the rug pulled from under me before, I’ve learned a thing or two about what to do right after. First: count your lucky stars. Jack and I get to come home to each other, and we get to be Sophie's parents. If that's not a feast I'm not sure what could ever be called one. I’ve learned that we will always figure it out, because we already have so what’s another go?
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